Poetry competition CLOSED 26th March 2020 00:11am
WINNER
ReggiePoet (Reggie)
ReggiePoet (Reggie)
RUNNERS-UP:
wallyroo92
and slipalong
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Warm-up-Competition Competition
EdibleWords
Forum Posts: 2892
Tyrant of Words
8
Joined 7th Jan 2018
Forum Posts: 2892
Poetry Contest Description
Write a poem honoring DUP poetry
TOO MUCH IMITATION CAN BE A BAD THING SO...
Write a poem featuring the awesomeness of DUP.
One poem per human! Assuming you are....
Write a poem featuring the awesomeness of DUP.
One poem per human! Assuming you are....
EdibleWords
Forum Posts: 2892
Tyrant of Words
8
Joined 7th Jan 2018
Forum Posts: 2892
Let me be clear. I'm a total ham... but aside from the satire, the support-sentiment is warm and serious.
I'm very proud of team A&J. And all of DUP's leadership!
I'm very proud of team A&J. And all of DUP's leadership!
EdibleWords
Forum Posts: 2892
Tyrant of Words
8
Joined 7th Jan 2018
Forum Posts: 2892
When We Have Food Replicators 2
Written on Planet Furry
Captain's JohnnyKirk's log:
When our hairy alien friends have
more time and good health for
grooming or restless legs syndrome
while attempting sleep, not overly hungry
calling my ship for aid every time I orbit over
Or sending me space raid siren pleas for help
because they have such simple alien brains
comprehending little beyond hormones and warp 1. . .
Barely reaching warp the frenzied ambassadors
feast-ively flying into action upon hearing
the Accord that is Pavlov's Bell . . .
When there are no more furry friends
Well ...
I guess that's when the SOS calls finally end!
(Non-entry)
#hashtag
#JohnnyBlaze
Captain's JohnnyKirk's log:
When our hairy alien friends have
more time and good health for
grooming or restless legs syndrome
while attempting sleep, not overly hungry
calling my ship for aid every time I orbit over
Or sending me space raid siren pleas for help
because they have such simple alien brains
comprehending little beyond hormones and warp 1. . .
Barely reaching warp the frenzied ambassadors
feast-ively flying into action upon hearing
the Accord that is Pavlov's Bell . . .
When there are no more furry friends
Well ...
I guess that's when the SOS calls finally end!
(Non-entry)
#hashtag
#JohnnyBlaze
Written by EdibleWords
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Controversity
Forum Posts: 40
Lost Thinker
1
Joined 20th Aug 2016
Forum Posts: 40
Deep Love
What more can really be said besides that we're here
expressing ourselves to the masses, or at least a lot
of people who call themselves 'Creatives and poets" So
there is no other thing to do but to pay respect to the
originators of a place free to judge and smile at the
same time. We are the crowd. The folks that speak
real loud, the ones that went out of their way to seek
something where expression rules, and here we are.
The expressionists looking to be loved
What more can really be said besides that we're here
expressing ourselves to the masses, or at least a lot
of people who call themselves 'Creatives and poets" So
there is no other thing to do but to pay respect to the
originators of a place free to judge and smile at the
same time. We are the crowd. The folks that speak
real loud, the ones that went out of their way to seek
something where expression rules, and here we are.
The expressionists looking to be loved
poetOftragedy
Forum Posts: 76
Fire of Insight
3
Joined 13th May 2018
Forum Posts: 76
a blackwolf ringing my door bell
There is a blackwolf ringing my door bell
Banging on my door and it wants in
Howling it revolutionAL howl
To rectify my mistakes and guide me to a better path
There's a blackwolf ringing my door bell
With fur as beautiful as a genus of flowering trees (Melia)
Forever showering me with the sweetest of compliments
There's a blackwolf ringing my door bell
It comes running and running me down
Chasing me down the stream of juvenile 66 butterflies
Chasing me into a poetic tragedy
With words so shakespear-sweet
Sending me into Ely down the cambridgeshire
There's a blackwolf ringing my door bell
Banging on my door and it wants in
Howling it revolutionAL howl
To rectify my mistakes and guide me to a better path
There's a blackwolf ringing my door bell
With fur as beautiful as a genus of flowering trees (Melia)
Forever showering me with the sweetest of compliments
There's a blackwolf ringing my door bell
It comes running and running me down
Chasing me down the stream of juvenile 66 butterflies
Chasing me into a poetic tragedy
With words so shakespear-sweet
Sending me into Ely down the cambridgeshire
There's a blackwolf ringing my door bell
Written by poetOftragedy
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Anonymous
We have defeated our trolls
give me a beat to a drum cold or a cucumber roll
already started partying and sniggering
I’m so happy to be here
might pass you and put one in that flower bowl
but not on that imposters trail
I’d have not come back as John Kramer with my picture
one undercover agent has gotta bail
as we all have evil and good inside us
I can tell you which one he has more his thumb on the scale
still running with it between my legs
because in hospital, nearly lost my tail apparently
I asked J can you give him a K, he will take the L
Many have battled me, and I never hurt a single legend actually
only up a curb towards me they came and fell
I’m weak, like a fine bottle of wine that hasn’t been ageing well
High up on that cloud 9 I was on
turns out I was wrong
I’d take all their Corona Virus
and trade it for a punctured lung
I’d like to give a shout-out to Grace
it’s been a pleasure talking on that thread
I’m still on no topic
telling them about my day
so you probably won’t remember ever seeing me
in the Good Nights Await hotel
but I caught you near the tables of knives, glass and aluminium
talking about swords and mirrors
as it was the last poem of yours I saw
Can’t just be writing ‘bout sex
I haven’t much of that intellect
because Miss Subs voice alone could get me into bed
deleted the private messages before sent, over five thousand
Don’t want too much attention with poems
what other way can I shout ‘em?
Internet weirdo that needs to leave the hedge I’m in
outside her address and then
wondering how the fuck I say “hi” without sweating
do I offer a wedding ring?
Guess you could say I’m yours
without a wink face because that’s just too insane
I’m saying I’m not Jessi’s stalker
His name is Henry Walker
He is our beloved moderator
see how that poem never got any likes over Eamon?
Never accepted his gift once
because I knew it was a dream in an instant
like cryptville patients just told us
I said socks scare me
pictures on them, someone having myself on a bike
but dropped I did the brown junk food bag from McDonald’s in Lepp’s arms
as soon as he pulled them out
putting the lighter toward the cigarette to spark
So was in a helicopter
give me a beat to a drum cold or a cucumber roll
already started partying and sniggering
I’m so happy to be here
might pass you and put one in that flower bowl
but not on that imposters trail
I’d have not come back as John Kramer with my picture
one undercover agent has gotta bail
as we all have evil and good inside us
I can tell you which one he has more his thumb on the scale
still running with it between my legs
because in hospital, nearly lost my tail apparently
I asked J can you give him a K, he will take the L
Many have battled me, and I never hurt a single legend actually
only up a curb towards me they came and fell
I’m weak, like a fine bottle of wine that hasn’t been ageing well
High up on that cloud 9 I was on
turns out I was wrong
I’d take all their Corona Virus
and trade it for a punctured lung
I’d like to give a shout-out to Grace
it’s been a pleasure talking on that thread
I’m still on no topic
telling them about my day
so you probably won’t remember ever seeing me
in the Good Nights Await hotel
but I caught you near the tables of knives, glass and aluminium
talking about swords and mirrors
as it was the last poem of yours I saw
Can’t just be writing ‘bout sex
I haven’t much of that intellect
because Miss Subs voice alone could get me into bed
deleted the private messages before sent, over five thousand
Don’t want too much attention with poems
what other way can I shout ‘em?
Internet weirdo that needs to leave the hedge I’m in
outside her address and then
wondering how the fuck I say “hi” without sweating
do I offer a wedding ring?
Guess you could say I’m yours
without a wink face because that’s just too insane
I’m saying I’m not Jessi’s stalker
His name is Henry Walker
He is our beloved moderator
see how that poem never got any likes over Eamon?
Never accepted his gift once
because I knew it was a dream in an instant
like cryptville patients just told us
I said socks scare me
pictures on them, someone having myself on a bike
but dropped I did the brown junk food bag from McDonald’s in Lepp’s arms
as soon as he pulled them out
putting the lighter toward the cigarette to spark
So was in a helicopter
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Forum Posts: 334
Reggie
Fire of Insight
26
Joined 13th May 2018
Forum Posts: 334
Blue Lotus
Hide away, my psyche
Don’t risk getting feisty
The World won’t understand
Your voice, most likely banned
Wrap it in some verse
Ambiguous or terse
Authority won’t notice
Not unlike Blue Lotus
If you dare to strike a nerve
The nation-state will self-preserve
Except for those who they dismiss
Already on the crazy list
Poetry, Deep Underground
Is, in a word: Profound
The powers who rule over us
Already think that we are nuts!
Don’t risk getting feisty
The World won’t understand
Your voice, most likely banned
Wrap it in some verse
Ambiguous or terse
Authority won’t notice
Not unlike Blue Lotus
If you dare to strike a nerve
The nation-state will self-preserve
Except for those who they dismiss
Already on the crazy list
Poetry, Deep Underground
Is, in a word: Profound
The powers who rule over us
Already think that we are nuts!
Written by ReggiePoet
(Reggie)
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wallyroo92
Forum Posts: 1496
Tyrant of Words
119
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 1496
Deep Underground
Can’t go anywhere but cyberspace?
Visit the place where poets come to write,
Distancing yourself socially to not catch a case?
Race down to the Underground and see the site.
(Or is it see the sights?)
Despite what the world is going through,
Here you’ll see and hear the voices of dreamers,
Filling each other with hope trying to be SOAP,
That’s the Sum Of All Parts for the cleaners.
(Shameless plug ^)
Dig Deep like the roots of a tree in this Poetry,
Talk to the poets and ask how they wrote ‘em,
Check out the comps, groups and forums,
Oh, and make sure you have a good modem.
(90s kids will get that one)
Deep Underground Poetry is an awesome place to be,
You get to connect with other poets, writers and artists,
Share your verse and rhyme it’ll be a great…experience,
But give it your best because DUP be the hardest.
Visit the place where poets come to write,
Distancing yourself socially to not catch a case?
Race down to the Underground and see the site.
(Or is it see the sights?)
Despite what the world is going through,
Here you’ll see and hear the voices of dreamers,
Filling each other with hope trying to be SOAP,
That’s the Sum Of All Parts for the cleaners.
(Shameless plug ^)
Dig Deep like the roots of a tree in this Poetry,
Talk to the poets and ask how they wrote ‘em,
Check out the comps, groups and forums,
Oh, and make sure you have a good modem.
(90s kids will get that one)
Deep Underground Poetry is an awesome place to be,
You get to connect with other poets, writers and artists,
Share your verse and rhyme it’ll be a great…experience,
But give it your best because DUP be the hardest.
Written by wallyroo92
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slipalong
Forum Posts: 739
Dangerous Mind
35
Joined 1st Jan 2018
Forum Posts: 739
My line unwrapped
Words all jumbled, like spagetti
pen at start, now I'm ready
word of love to impress a lady
melt, her cold, cold, heart
She that grass and you the rake
try to groom, to ordered state
polishing to delicate or intimate
somethin smokin, somethin tart
But she's the bitch that has you fettered
writing lines that cant be bettered
hook, line and sinker
in a pose, like Rodin's Thinker
no stop button, when you start
For that mile was so uncharted
hesitant you stumble thwarted
that leap of faith, in rhyme or pro's
"And that's Rap", my soul exposed
mindset all, in that impart
Now I'm here I sit and reason
for that "cool" I bin seeking
Aladdins cave of treasures gleaming
to change my life and sense of meaning
self emancipation in that form of art
By adding DU to your shopping cart
pen at start, now I'm ready
word of love to impress a lady
melt, her cold, cold, heart
She that grass and you the rake
try to groom, to ordered state
polishing to delicate or intimate
somethin smokin, somethin tart
But she's the bitch that has you fettered
writing lines that cant be bettered
hook, line and sinker
in a pose, like Rodin's Thinker
no stop button, when you start
For that mile was so uncharted
hesitant you stumble thwarted
that leap of faith, in rhyme or pro's
"And that's Rap", my soul exposed
mindset all, in that impart
Now I'm here I sit and reason
for that "cool" I bin seeking
Aladdins cave of treasures gleaming
to change my life and sense of meaning
self emancipation in that form of art
By adding DU to your shopping cart
Written by slipalong
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Forum Posts: 5134
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134
Deep Underground
( a Tribute that tells a story through poem titles from 21 Deep members )
It’s now one year forward since the scourge;
Comes the dawning of the first new Light
Through a crimson sky, the colours of time.
We are no different despite the purge.
The cleansing of being tethered flight
Beyond of what seemed to be a lifetime.
Lockdown cities, street by empty street,
Isolation by isolation,
Considered a privilege if we survived.
A hint of sadness, we’ll never meet,
Emerged from charity sedations.
But almost harmless doesn’t mean we tried.
Almost wanted had a second chance
If you’re bracing for the unveiling;
It’s just enough to make you stay alive.
A wild child in moonlight for this dance,
The hum that ripples a song failing,
Here Nature is speaking to save her hive.
The 21 Deep members whose poem titles
(in italics, picked at random from current pages
of My Updates) my poetic ink honours:
^buddhakitty - one year forward
^MadameLavender - The Dawning
^Wanderer_Mahmud - Crimson Sky
^Josh - Colours of Time
^Stoney223 - We Are No Different
^adagio - of being
^EdibleWords - Beyond
^Kaylor1967 - Empty
^ImperfectedStone - Isolation
^Wh1skeySwagger - Isolation
^NewBeginnings - Privilege
^SweetOblivion - A hint of sadness
^lilies_and_dust - charity
^Sky_dancer - Almost Harmless
^Honoria - Almost Wanted
^FromTheAsh - bracing for the unveiling
^Rubiksmind91 - Just enough to make you stay
^gothicsurrealism - A wild child in moonlight
^calamitygin - This dance
^_boybrains - the hum that ripples a song
^jemac - Nature is speaking
It’s now one year forward since the scourge;
Comes the dawning of the first new Light
Through a crimson sky, the colours of time.
We are no different despite the purge.
The cleansing of being tethered flight
Beyond of what seemed to be a lifetime.
Lockdown cities, street by empty street,
Isolation by isolation,
Considered a privilege if we survived.
A hint of sadness, we’ll never meet,
Emerged from charity sedations.
But almost harmless doesn’t mean we tried.
Almost wanted had a second chance
If you’re bracing for the unveiling;
It’s just enough to make you stay alive.
A wild child in moonlight for this dance,
The hum that ripples a song failing,
Here Nature is speaking to save her hive.
The 21 Deep members whose poem titles
(in italics, picked at random from current pages
of My Updates) my poetic ink honours:
^buddhakitty - one year forward
^MadameLavender - The Dawning
^Wanderer_Mahmud - Crimson Sky
^Josh - Colours of Time
^Stoney223 - We Are No Different
^adagio - of being
^EdibleWords - Beyond
^Kaylor1967 - Empty
^ImperfectedStone - Isolation
^Wh1skeySwagger - Isolation
^NewBeginnings - Privilege
^SweetOblivion - A hint of sadness
^lilies_and_dust - charity
^Sky_dancer - Almost Harmless
^Honoria - Almost Wanted
^FromTheAsh - bracing for the unveiling
^Rubiksmind91 - Just enough to make you stay
^gothicsurrealism - A wild child in moonlight
^calamitygin - This dance
^_boybrains - the hum that ripples a song
^jemac - Nature is speaking
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Forum Posts: 5134
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134
Congratulations to winners Reggie, Wally & Slip!
With special thanks to Jess, our host, for the opportunity!
Everyone be safe & well during these times...
ever
Jade 🙏🏻
With special thanks to Jess, our host, for the opportunity!
Everyone be safe & well during these times...
ever
Jade 🙏🏻
ReggiePoet
Reggie
Forum Posts: 334
Reggie
Fire of Insight
26
Joined 13th May 2018
Forum Posts: 334
Thanky, poets all, esp. EW for hosting
wallyroo92
Forum Posts: 1496
Tyrant of Words
119
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 1496
Congrats to slipalong for runner up position and to ReggiePoet for winning. Thank you to our host and for honorable mention.
Hope everyone is staying safe and healthy.
W
Hope everyone is staying safe and healthy.
W
